i always dreamt of
clear blue skies
evergrowing greens
refusing to die
awoken fully
colorblind
wiping eyes
a thousand times
she spoke of
brighter days
during countless
sleepless nights
if i dare ask
her to stay
perhaps we may
see the light
Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 5:07 PM UTC
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